What if my answer
Is I couldn’t care less
I have no inclination
To help clean up your mess
Am I a terrible person
To leave you in such decay
That’s for you to decide
While I walk away
"All my life's buried here, heap earth upon it"
What if my answer
Is I couldn’t care less
I have no inclination
To help clean up your mess
Am I a terrible person
To leave you in such decay
That’s for you to decide
While I walk away
I don’t care
For your problems
I don’t care
For your pain
I don’t care
To prop you up
In fact
I’ll never care for you again
I’m not proud of what I did
Nor am I happy with what I said
But if you had been kinder
And not some whiny fault finder
Then your eyes needn’t have bled
So now you’re back
You think I’ll crack
And give you my heart again
Well I’ve changed tack
And jumped into the sack
With your (much fitter) best friend
You only get one chance with me
And you blew it good and proper
Now it’s not about forgiveness
It’s all about my honour
What’s
that
I
hear
you
cry
Don’t
stand
at your
grave
and
weep
I
wouldn’t
piss
on it
If it
was on
fire
You
fucking
egotistical
creep